The Mo family had a wonderful meal of "barbecue", and He Zhiran took the time to give Li Tiezhu an injection.
Those who originally had thoughts of escaping immediately gave up the idea after seeing Li Tiezhu's obvious improvement.
Seeing that the water on the ground nearby was getting less and less, Peng Wang sent Zhang Qing and two people to go down the mountain to check. If the flood receded, he would continue on his way early tomorrow morning.
Their errand delayed too much traveling time. If they didn't speed up, they might not be able to send the prisoners to the northwest within the specified time.
Almost an hour after Zhang Qing led the people away, he ran back panting.
"Boss, the water at the bottom of the mountain has almost receded. I tried it, and the deepest part was barely above my knees.
Also, the magistrate of Dongfeng County personally brought people here to provide relief, and they have already salvaged part of the bodies in the water."
Hearing that the magistrate of Dongfeng County had personally come to provide disaster relief, Peng Wang thought of He Zhiran's proposal.
That is, if these corpses cannot be cremated in time, it will easily cause the plague to spread.
Thinking of this, Peng Wang felt that he needed to go and talk to the county magistrate in person about this matter.
After all, he heard He Zhiran mention this matter, so Peng Wang decided to take her and Mo Jiuye there together.
After making some simple arrangements for things here, the three of them hurried down the mountain.
When we reached the foot of the mountain, what we saw was a mess.
The houses in the village were completely destroyed by the flood, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying bustling in the turbid water.
In addition, some items in people's homes were washed everywhere by the floods.
In the distance, a young man wearing a county magistrate's uniform was directing a group of men to carry the corpses to a higher position.
When He Zhiran and others were observing the county magistrate, the magistrate also turned his attention to them.
If Peng Wang hadn't been wearing official uniform, he might have thought that these few people were surviving people nearby.
The county magistrate told his men a few words, and Liu Shui walked in the direction of the few people.
The same goes for Peng Wang, who took He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye to greet him.
When the two sides were not far away, the county magistrate and Peng Wang recognized each other at the same time.
When he met an acquaintance, Peng Wang seemed very warm.
"Is it Brother Meng?"
Meng Huaining raised his fist towards Peng Wang and said, "Brother Peng, long time no see."
Seeing that he was still more than ten meters away from Meng Huaining, Peng Wang introduced him to Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran in a low voice as he walked.
"This is the grandson of Mr. Meng Ge from the time of the late emperor. His name is Meng Huaining."
Mo Jiuye didn't know Meng Huaining, but he was familiar with Mr. Meng Ge whom Peng Wang mentioned.
Mengge Lao was the right-hand man of the late emperor, and could be said to be the main minister of the Dashun Dynasty.
Until Emperor Shunwu came to the throne, in order to monopolize power, he ordered Mengge to return to his hometown to take care of his old age on the grounds that he was old and frail.
Soon after, it was reported that Meng Ge died of old illness on his way back to his hometown.
He Zhiran's understanding of Mo Jiuye was exactly the opposite. She didn't know much about Mr. Meng Ge, but she was not unfamiliar with his grandson Meng Huaining.
Fei Nanyu was able to create the strongest country when he was in power, and Meng Huaining was indispensable.
This person is not pedantic in his thinking, is good at accepting new things, and often makes bold suggestions to Fei Nanyu.
Fei Nanyu made good use of his talents and gave Meng Huaining a huge space for display.
He Zhiran quickly went over what he learned about Meng Huaining in his mind, then looked at Mo Jiuye and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Meng Huaining is worth making friends with."
Mo Jiuye didn't know the basis for He Zhiran's reminder, but based on past events, he could be sure that almost everything she said was wrong.
Therefore, Mo Jiuye nodded deeply to show that he understood.
Several people approached, and after Peng Wang exchanged a few words with Meng Huaining, he introduced Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran to him.
Meng Huaining is no stranger to Mo Jiuye.
Who doesn’t know the famous God of War from the Dashun Dynasty?
As for the crime Mo Jiuye was charged with, Meng Huaining knew better than anyone else that he was wrongly accused.
Emperor Shunwu's reason for punishing the Mo family was simply because he was so great that he made people uncomfortable.
Because my grandfather had such great achievements that he was afraid that he would die on the way back to his hometown...
Although the Meng family knew the true cause of Mr. Ge's death, in order to save the lives of the whole family, they could only claim that Mr. Ge died of illness.
Mo Jiuye drove away foreign enemies countless times and kept Dashun safe. He was a person that Meng Huaining respected from the bottom of his heart.
What's more, the fate of the Mohist family is almost the same as that of the Mohist family.
Meng Huaining took the initiative to clasp his fist towards Mo Jiuye without any deliberate intention.
"General Mo, you are so polite as a subordinate."
Mo Jiuye quickly returned the greeting: "I am no longer a general, but a prisoner despised by everyone. It is inappropriate for Master Meng to call me this."
In fact, Meng Huaining chose to call Mo Jiuye this way after careful consideration.
The Mo family has been loyal and loyal for generations, and in his eyes, all of them are great heroes who stand up to heaven and earth. Now that they have been unjustly exiled, it is difficult to call them Dukes.
Out of respect for the Mo family, Meng Huaining called Mo Jiuye general.
Meng Huaining waved his hand: "No, the men of the Mohist family have protected their families and the country for generations. General, you can bear this."
Seeing the two people pushing each other here and there because of the title, Peng Wang said: "Brother Meng is a sweetheart at first glance. Brother Mo is an upright man. In my opinion, it's better for you to call him brother. This will look more cordial."
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Seeing this, Mo Jiuye quickly reported his age: "I am now twenty-one, how old is Mr. Meng?"
"I'm one year older than you. If Brother Mo doesn't mind, just call me Brother Meng."
"Brother Meng."
After chatting for a while, Peng Wang did not forget the purpose of his trip.
He took the initiative to tell Meng Huaining about He Zhiran's suggestion.
Meng Huaining's performance after hearing this really did not disappoint He Zhiran.
Indeed, as recorded in history books, he was not pedantic in his thinking, bold and wise.
Although Meng Huaining did not immediately oppose Peng Wang's suggestion, he did not make an immediate decision.
In order to further confirm the pros and cons, he carefully inquired about some details and reasons.
It's okay to ask Peng Wang to make suggestions, but he can't explain the details.
Therefore, he directly pushed He Zhiran out.
Meng Huaining did not despise He Zhiran because she was a woman.
"What do you mean, my brothers and sisters, the bodies of these people must be cremated?"
He Zhiran solemnly said: "Yes, the sooner the better, so that the epidemic can be effectively avoided.
And to be honest with Brother Meng, some of the villagers who took refuge with us have been infected with the plague."
"What? You said that some of the villagers who took refuge were infected with the plague?" Meng Huaining took a breath of air. This news was too sudden. For him, a parent official, it was like a bolt from the blue.